She could barely make a sound in her throat, hoarse, begging for mercy.
"Don't kill me... I was wrong... I shouldn't, I don't dare anymore!"
Fu Zhao seemed to be puzzled by his hatred, and slammed two feet in her belly again.
If it wasn't for the steward to show up in time, I'm afraid Lin Rongzhen might not be able to survive today.
"Chairman, you can't fight anymore."
Fu Zhao calmed down slowly, staring at Lin Rong who had been beaten half-crippled, and said coldly: "I won't let you die, you have to live, but it's not Mrs. Fu, but a slut who is trampled on. !"
After speaking, he dusted off his clothes, looking at Lin Rong as disgusting as looking at trash.
"People throw her out. Starting today, she is no longer Madam Fu."
Lin Rong slumped to the ground weakly, almost dragged out like a sack.
Fu Zhao's indifferent voice came from behind: "Your son, take it away by yourself. As for equity, don't think about it anymore!"
Lin Rong turned her head hard and looked at the gorgeous villa, her eyes full of unwillingness.
Obviously her good day is coming, how could it be like this
She has nothing now... nothing!
"You let me go! I am Mrs. Fu, and I am the only legal wife of Fu Zhao! You can't do this to me!"
Lin Rong shouted hoarsely all around the empty space, but no one paid any attention.
…
The car stopped at the door of the villa, Rong Yu took the lead to get out of the driver's seat, opened the door on the front passenger seat, and carefully protected Fu Nuan's head.
As soon as her feet hit the ground, she fell to the ground like she did. Fortunately, the man was beside her, and her eyesight quickly stabilized her.
"Warm?"
He couldn't hide the worry in his eyes, and she must have been exhausted after experiencing such a series of huge blows.
"I'm fine..."
Her lips were pale, she barely pulled out a smile, and then she didn't speak any more.
The man hugged her back to the room, she buried her head dullly in his arms, and consciously wrapped her arms around his neck.
He looked down at the person in his arms, she was a lot thinner these days, and she felt light and light in her arms, like a weightless piece of paper.
Fu Nuan just leaned quietly in his arms, like a soulless body, feeling down to the bottom.
She thought that her mother's incident had hit her hard enough that nothing could hurt her again, but she did not expect that she was still not strong enough...
The man moved her gently and slowly to her pussy and stroked her forehead.
"Are you tired? It's better to sleep, don't think about it."
Fu Nuan shook his head.
She couldn't sleep, even though she was exhausted by today's farce, as long as she closed her eyes, those pictures and the cruel truths Fu Zhao said would be repeated in her ears over and over again.
Seeing that her face was still pale, Rong You sighed slightly and said, "I'll pour you a glass of water."
Fu Nuan remained silent, but shook his head.
He was worried about her emotions and did not dare to leave, standing by the bed to accompany her.
He is there whenever she needs it.
After a long time, she slowly raised her head, and her bright eyes were dim and lost all her looks at the moment.
"I want to be alone."
Rong Yu was stunned for a moment, and soon returned to normal, nodding gently.
He knew that she needed the space to be alone at the moment, and there were some things that only she could figure out, and no one could intervene.
Look at the wall clock on the wall, it's already late.
"Anytime and everything, I am there."
He chose to give her space and quit to leave the room to her.
I hope she can figure it out by herself.
After Yung Yu left the room, he went straight downstairs to the kitchen, letting the servants do other things, preparing to cook a meal for his wife by himself.
He knew that she didn't have any appetite, so he simply made porridge to nourish her stomach, and she could eat a little after it was cooked.
…
An hour later, the man returned to the bedroom with the cooked porridge, only to find that the room was quiet, and the woman who was supposed to be resting was not at the moment.
There was a slight noise from the bathroom, and Rong Yu put the porridge bowl on the table and walked towards the bathroom.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Fu Nuan's whole body soaked in the bathtub, not even taking off his clothes.
"What is this for?"
He stretched out his hand to pull her up, only to realize that the water in the bathtub was all cold, and the temperature in late autumn was not too high. Her body trembled a little, and her lips became paler because of the cold.
Her heart is in a mess, and only in this way of "wounding" can she make her feel less sad, but for this, her emotions have reached a critical point and are almost about to collapse.
I even feel that my own existence is a joke.
The man stretched out his hand to fish her out, she dodged slightly to the side, and shrank to the corner of the bathtub, still silent.
"This will make you sick, obey, come out quickly."
Seeing that she still didn't respond, Rong Yu simply turned on the hot water switch, and water sprayed from the shower above her head.
A warm feeling enveloped Fu Nuan's body, and her slow response gradually eased.
"Should I not exist?"
Her voice was extremely soft, as if asking him, but also as if asking herself.
Regardless of the fact that his clothes had been soaked in water, the man approached the bathtub and hugged her tightly into his arms. He whispered comfortingly: "Don't talk nonsense. You don't exist, who will be my wife, eh?"
He lifted her chin with his well-knotted hands, stared at her eyes, and said clearly and earnestly: "I am born to exist for myself and for the person who loves you. Other people are not important."
She couldn't hide her grievances in her eyes: "My father not only killed my mother, but also wanted to kill me. If I were not born, none of this would happen..."
The man wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, bowed his head and kissed her lips gently.
"Your existence is the whole meaning of my life. So, don't deny yourself easily."
His kiss was soft and soft, trying to make her feel warm in this way.
Fu Nuan stared at him blankly, lost consciousness for a moment.
It was probably the luckiest thing in her life to get such love from him.
The man gently lifted her out of the bathtub and turned on the warm air in the bathroom.
"Take a hot bath and take a good rest, huh?"
Fu Nuan nodded silently.
He took the bath towel and put it on her.
"Dress it first, beware of colds."
Immediately afterwards, he leaned down, drained the cold water in the bathtub, and filled up the hot water.
Steaming mist soon rose up in the bathroom.
"come."
The man's tone was somewhat helpless and blamed, but more distressed.
"No matter what happens, don't embarrass yourself anymore, okay?"
Fu Nuan nodded, walked to him, wrapped his arms around his waist, and pressed his face against his thick chest.
"sorry that I had you worried."
The man touched her cheek with a smile, and said, "Take off your wet clothes first."
She obediently did it, and the feeling of putting wet clothes on her body was really uncomfortable.
He took her into the bathtub and put it down gently.
The steam was soaking up, both of them could only vaguely see each other's outlines.
He wiped her with a towel, and the heat removed a lot of the chill, which was very comfortable.
She leaned against the bathtub, her tired body and mind gradually relaxed.
At the moment, beside her, is the man she loves most, and the person who cares about her most in this world.
This made her extremely relieved.
When you are extremely tired, you only need a little warmth to recover a lot.
Taking off her guard, she slowly closed her eyes.